Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 325 is the Madman of Jingguan (1)

Throughout history, many sons of powerful and wealthy families have been arrogant and domineering.

Zhao Feng is probably the most brainless one here.

Why don't you say your father's name is Zhang Erhe, when you mention that he is the Marquis of Anning?
Even if you really want to deal with him, you should at least use your brain. You just charge in recklessly. Even if you kill yourself, will he benefit from it? Even if Song Yan's current official position is insignificant compared to the big shots like the Ministers of the Six Ministries, the Grand Secretary, the Grand Secretary, and the Grand Secretary, he is still a genuine high-ranking official who guards a region.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was an official appointed by the imperial court.

What's more, he is Luo Yuheng's son-in-law.

He could barely be considered a member of the royal family.

Does Zhao Feng think his entire family is too powerful, daring to kill a member of the imperial family right here on Chang'an Street, under the emperor's very nose? Let alone him being just the heir of the Marquis of Anning, even the Marquis of Anning wouldn't have such courage.

Unless... Song Zhe never told him the truth, nor did he ever tell Zhao Feng his identity.

Song Zhe really went to great lengths to kill him.

The surroundings were quiet. Although Marquis Anning was only a marquis, he was an absolutely intimidating figure to these ordinary people. Many people looked at Song Yan with pity, and some even whispered that it would be better for Song Yan to leave as soon as possible.

It would be best to leave Dongling City.

Otherwise, you won't even know how you died.

Just then, a series of heavy footsteps came from behind.

Looking up, they saw that the Imperial Guards patrolling Chang'an Street had noticed the commotion and were quickly approaching, soon surrounding the area. Seeing the wrecked carriage, the broken front legs of the horse lying kneeling on the ground, the lifeless warhorse, and the clear finger marks on its head… the Imperial Guards gasped in shock; such terrifying strength!

Even a general in the Imperial Guard probably couldn't do that, right?
When did such a brave person appear in Dongling City?

The commander of the Imperial Guard glanced at Song Yan, who was standing in front of his warhorse, then at Zhao Feng, whose face was full of anger. He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Can anyone tell me what happened here?"

Zhao Feng's face lit up with smugness, but his arm seemed to have been dislocated from the fall. A series of sharp pains stimulated Zhao Feng's nerves, causing his face to twitch from time to time. Coupled with the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and the dirt all over his face, he looked somewhat comical: "Commander Guo, I was driving my carriage on Chang'an Street, preparing to go out of the city for a stroll. Who would have thought that I would encounter such a thug who would kill my horse for no reason and even break my arm."

"It's a pity that I, a young master, have always abided by the law, yet I've ended up like this. I hope Commander Guo will uphold justice for me."

"This is Dongling, the imperial city of Ningguo, right under the emperor's nose. How can we allow such a madman to run rampant here?"

A rustling sound filled the air, mostly as people felt that Zhao Feng was utterly shameless, capable of uttering such blatant lies. However, these privileged sons of noble families were used to being arrogant and domineering in Dongling City; how could ordinary people possibly have the right to offend them? Therefore, no one dared to stand up and accuse Zhao Feng of his arrogance and crimes.

Commander Guo narrowed his eyes, glancing at Song Yan, Fang Hai, and the others. He waved his hand, "Surround them." Dozens of imperial guards quickly dispersed behind Commander Guo, forming a circle that completely surrounded Song Yan and Fang Hai. Although Song Yan and Fang Hai's clothing suggested they weren't ordinary people, Zhao Feng's father was the Marquis of Anning, and the Marquis's heir was known for his lavish spending. Weapons were drawn in unison, as if any slight movement from Song Yan and Fang Hai would result in their being torn to pieces.

Song Yan and Fang Hai exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. These two cunning foxes, one big and one small, were perfectly capable of seeing that Commander Guo had likely already been bribed by Zhao Feng. Otherwise, why would Commander Guo have remained indifferent when Zhao Feng injured someone on horseback? His appearance immediately after Song Yan's intervention was too precise.

"Men, take this madman away." Commander Guo's smile was almost impossible to suppress. Five hundred taels of silver was no small sum. At his command, dozens of imperial guards approached. "Take all those with connections away as well. Hand them over to the Dongling Prefecture government for proper interrogation. Don't wrong innocent people." Commander Guo added, after all, nominally the imperial guards were only responsible for maintaining order in the capital and had no interrogation authority; that was the duty of the Dongling Prefecture governor. But where to send someone after they were captured was entirely up to them.
The servants led by Fang Hai all changed their expressions slightly and quickly surrounded him, clearly ready for battle. These servants didn't care whether you were the Imperial Guard or any other military force; in their eyes, whoever fed them and paid them money would be their servant. Moreover, although Fang Hai wasn't exactly a good official, he treated his family's servants and guards quite well, so naturally they couldn't just stand by and watch their master be taken away.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu's expressions changed drastically, their hands already on their waists, ready to fight their way out at any moment.

Nakhtoya frowned slightly, having followed Song Yan the whole time. This was probably the first time he had witnessed the dark side of the Central Plains Dynasty. However, she was, after all, a woman from the grasslands. Although her personality was not as ferocious as those barbarians who had entered Pingyang Prefecture to burn, kill, and plunder, she was still a feisty person and would not surrender easily.

Even on the rooftop, Luo Tianyi frowned. These were proper soldiers. Although his brother-in-law's strength had improved recently, he was probably no match for so many soldiers. Moreover, the Imperial Guards numbered 120,000. Even if he could defeat these few dozen, the endless stream of Imperial Guards was definitely not something his brother-in-law could handle.

With a clang, the longsword was drawn.

Under the sunlight, it emitted a dazzling, cold light.

Luo Tianyi was prepared; if things went wrong, she would at least make sure her brother-in-law left alive.

In the crowd, the mysterious woman in black also turned cold, her eyes flashing with bone-chilling coldness. Her gaze swept over Guo Sheng and Zhao Feng, clearly having memorized the two men. In the eyes of this woman in black, Guo Sheng and Zhao Feng were already two dead men.

Song Yan showed no sign of tension. He glanced at the approaching soldiers and even sighed softly, "Commander Guo, is that right?"

"As the commander of the Imperial Guard, you hold a high position and wield considerable power."

"Heh... how can he be considered to have high rank and power?" Fang Hai shook his head from the side. He was naturally not afraid, and even had a slight smile on his face: "In the entire Imperial Guard, there are at least eighty or a hundred commanders, and not even an eighth-rank adjutant is considered. High rank and power have nothing to do with him."

Song Yan suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. What grade of management is that?"

"I'd say it's an eighth-rank official position."

"Alright then, even though you don't hold a high position or much power, there should still be some reason in everything. Is this kind of distortion of the truth worthy of your official position?"

Guo Sheng's face turned red. This blatant mockery showed that they didn't take him seriously at all. The commander of the Imperial Guards was indeed not a high-ranking official, it just sounded impressive. But such things should be kept to themselves, not said so bluntly.
For some reason, Guo Sheng felt a sense of humiliation and anger.

On the other hand, however, there was a vague feeling that something was wrong.

These two were far too calm. They were surrounded by the Imperial Guards, yet there was not a trace of panic on their faces.
Could these two be... someone with quite a background?
Or do they have some powerful backing they can't afford to offend?
For a moment, Guo Sheng was somewhat unsure.

Just then, there was another rustling sound behind them, as several more people crawled out of the broken carriage.

There were four people in total.

The moment Guo Sheng saw the four people, his eyes suddenly lit up.

That's it, we've got it under control.

The first person to climb out of the carriage was a fat young man, none other than Qian Chen, the young master of the Qian family.

Then came a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a fair complexion and no beard, dressed as a scholar. He was Fan Zehao, the grandson of the Duke of Ying.

The third person to emerge was someone Guo Sheng knew all too well; it was none other than Lou Yanbo, the eldest grandson of the Marquis of Changxing. The Marquis of Changxing, who commanded the Imperial Guards, was Guo Sheng's superior's superior. As for the last person, with a handsome face and an air of nobility, who else could it be but Luo Jingxuan, the heir apparent to the Prince of Jin?
It's in the bag, this one's definitely in the bag.

These are the Four Young Masters of Dongling. With these four powerful figures backing them up, even if this kid in front of them and the middle-aged man behind him have some connections, they are definitely no match for them.

Zhao Feng looked even more smug. Everyone thought he was just an arrogant and domineering fool, but who knew he was so clever.

Although the Marquis of Anning still holds the title of marquis, his power has ultimately declined. His father merely holds a sinecure in the court, wielding no real authority. If he wants to cause trouble, it's naturally better to prepare many powerful backers for himself.

The Four Young Masters of Dongling were the perfect targets. On one hand, these four were usually arrogant and domineering, even more so than he was. On the other hand, these four loved to travel outside the city, and he had some connections with them. With just a slight invitation, the matter would be settled. Even if someone was actually killed in the accident, the Four Young Masters of Dongling and their backers would take the blame, leaving him with little responsibility.

Thinking this way, Zhao Feng felt that he was really too smart.

Looking at the disheveled appearance of the four young masters of Dongling, I couldn't help but feel sorry for them. Although they were in a sorry state, no one was injured. If the four of them had been seriously injured, things would have been much simpler.

However, he still had some cuts on his face and arms. Seeing this, Zhao Feng's smugness vanished instantly, and he shouted sternly, "You audacious madman, not only did you injure me, but you also dared to injure the Prince of Jin's heir?"

"How many lives do you have to dare to do such a heinous thing?"

"What are you waiting for, Commander Guo? Quickly arrest these madmen!"

Guo Sheng no longer hesitated and waved his hand: "Arrest them. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy."

At a single command, dozens of imperial guards rushed forward instantly, their weapons aimed directly at Song Yan's head, clearly indicating they had no intention of letting him live.

Just then, Prince Jin's heir, Luo Jingxuan, also subconsciously looked ahead. When he saw Song Yan surrounded and about to be killed, Luo Jingxuan's body trembled violently. His previously normal face turned deathly pale, and the nightmare that had disappeared for several months surged back into his mind.

Heads...heads...all piled together, rotting heads, emitting a strong stench.

As if by pure instinct, Luo Jingxuan screamed in surprise: "It's you?"

"That Jingguan maniac?"

The moment the voice faded, a figure suddenly slashed diagonally through the air, a flash of cold light arriving first. With a series of crisp clanging sounds, several curved blades aimed at Song Yan were simultaneously severed.

A slender, tall figure appeared before Song Yan.

Dressed in flowing white, she looked like a fairy descending to earth.

Who else could it be but Luo Tianyi?
In the next instant, he flicked his longsword and the tip of the sword quickly struck seven times in front of him.

The seven men who tried to kill Song Yan froze on the spot, their foreheads riddled with crimson holes from which blood gushed out; they were clearly beyond saving.

Seeing that someone had died, the surrounding people were terrified. Many screamed and ran over, and the number of onlookers immediately dwindled.

Zhao Feng's expression grew increasingly smug. Someone died? That's even better. Now he doesn't even need to fabricate any charges; he has a perfectly reasonable and legal excuse to kill you.

Guo Sheng's expression also changed drastically: "They actually dared to commit violence?"

"court death."

"Where are the archers? Shoot them dead..."

Just as he was about to call in the dozen or so archers behind him to shoot these idiots into a sieve, Luo Jingxuan finally came to his senses. Although he had injured many parts of his body, especially his legs which seemed to have been twisted and were burning with pain, he suddenly found the strength from somewhere and rushed in front of Guo Sheng, kicking him directly in the waist.

Poor Guo Sheng, before he could even finish a sentence, was kicked to the ground.

For a moment, Guo Sheng was full of doubt and couldn't understand what was going on. "I'm just helping you get revenge, why are you kicking me?"

Zhao Feng froze, unsure of what was going on. He looked at Fan Zehao, Qian Chen, and Lou Yanbo, about to ask a question, but saw that the three of them also looked like they had seen a ghost, their faces pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Luo Jingxuan completely ignored these idiots. After kicking Guo Sheng to the ground, his face immediately lit up with a smile, and he walked up to Song Yan with an almost fawning expression: "Jing... Sister... Brother-in-law..."

"When did you arrive in Dongling? Why didn't you let me know? I could have come to pick you up!"

Boom... Crack!

Brother-in-law?

When this address reached Guo Sheng and Zhao Feng's ears, the two of them were instantly struck dumb, their bodies freezing on the spot, completely still.

Damn, what is going on?
How did this person in front of me suddenly become Luo Jingxuan's brother-in-law?
Isn't he just an arrogant cousin of Song Zhe?
Luo Jingxuan is the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin, and his brother-in-law... could he be the husband of some princess?
Is he a prince consort or a prince's son-in-law?

Judging from Luo Jingxuan's trembling attitude, this princess must be a very important figure among the royal family.

Damn it, Song Zhe, you've really put me in a terrible situation.

As for Guo Sheng, his face was ashen and blank.

At this moment, only a few jumbled thoughts remained in Guo Sheng's mind:
Who am I? Where am I? What did I do?
Taking bribes and beheading people are things they do all the time, but who would have thought that this time they would actually behead a member of the royal family?

It’s over.

It's all over.

Nine generations of their family were wiped out!

(End of this chapter)